Snow, to...

Like the days of snow, if you lose something, it feels poetic. And the world is full of colorful, like a fairy tale...

It is also longing for the waters of the south of the Yangtze River. I often think about what it is like to snow in the south of the Yangtze River. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River has moistened the homeland for thousands of years. If the next snow, the literati will sneak a splash of ink. The plot is from a long-lost painting: 盏盅 pen wash, a few rain stones, a clear water, carved tubers Unfolding lush green, green and straight to Tingting Yuzhu, fibrinous flower buds, blossoming buds with sputum, hanging pendants sprouting, Lingbo Suyi reflected the window outside the rain and snow, a group of elegant and indifferent. Yushu Qionghua, also the god is also immortal, if you return to the beautiful moment many years ago.

Ignorance is imaginary. After all, I have to return to reality. I can’t and can’t go to Jiangnan to see snow, nor snow. Yes, this small city, this dusty map, is just a point, a point to mark, but it snows. The snow fell quietly from the sky, and they swayed together. They danced like a long line.

In the tempering, they got the desire they wanted to achieve. Cold weather requires very low temperatures, and as such, they are born in such a situation. And their lives are extremely short-lived, without the care of their loved ones, and they have completed their lives alone.

Today, the snow is a bit big, flying seems to be awkward, helpless, ... I don't have a little bit of guilt, I am happy today, and I am very happy to say accurately. Today, yesterday, I am very happy... really, As I wrote before, sometimes my heart is clear, but the sky is raining. Now, the sky is awkward, and my mood is clear.

Not the environment around your own emotions! But the mood is about the environment

Snow, let's go bigger...

Laiyang No.1 Middle School: Yu Wenyang